The sound of burning cellos - AI Song (Blues, Cinematic, Gospel, Indie Versions) | Suno AI (my lyrics, my voice)
21 April 2026

## 🧠 ABOUT THE PROCESS

I transformed this original poem by adapting it into lyrics that were then used for an AI-generated song using Suno, featuring my voice.
Below you’ll find part of the original poem, the revised lyrics, and the AI-generated musical version.

## 📜 ORIGINAL POEM

This poem reflects on how being an empath and intuitive can sometimes be a curse making life difficult for the empath but also explores how the same characteristics can be honed into an immense source of strength if they are properly channelled.

There are lies
Carved in cider’s sweet
I drink them
Wasps’ honey
Bittersweet mind’s inventions
Parched throat cries in thirst

Read the full original poem here: 
https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2016/01/14/the-sound-of-burning-cellos/

## ✍️ ADAPTED LYRICS

[Verse]
There are lies carved in cider’s sweet
I drink them, wasps’ honey, a feat
Bittersweet mind’s designs, a first
as the parched throat cries out in thirst

[Verse]
We believe, hope a block of tar
as the laugh peals shrill from afar
Feathers are white, the glue is blue
Shadows slinking out of town flew

[Verse]
There are dreams deconstructed stark
In moonlight their contours are dark
Indifferent tongues sharper than knives
Cynicism a way of life

[Verse]
There is truth hidden in disgrace
While flames await high deathly trace
the squandered light, the death of swans
see Don Quichotte young Juan

[Chorus]
There will be tomorrow’s ventures
Sun’s kiss, green valleys’ indentures
The sad sound of burning cellos
Flying through my spine turned bellows

[Verse]
There is mind impenetrable
Logic stained, fire-struck, bleak, able
winding its way through packed boxes
moving habit’s paradoxes

[Verse]
There is heart between moon and sun
Dragons beat, death and stars outrun
Sixteen to nine inches splashing
images in your face lurching

[Verse]
There is past lurking in the light
blind paths, hidden stairs in the night
like rungs of clues leading nowhere
where angels exhale golden air

[Verse]
There is now, accumulation
tight flashbacks, threaded pins junction
holding cut seams that disappear
when bodies dilate into spheres

[Chorus]
There will be tomorrow’s ventures
Sun’s kiss, green valleys’ indentures
The sad sound of burning cellos
Flying through my spine turned bellows


## 🎧 AI SONG

Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:

### 🎸 Blues version
A blues interpretation emphasising raw emotion and expressive character.
The sound of burning cellos – AI Blues Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)

### 🎬 Cinematic version
A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity.
The sound of burning cellos – AI Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)

### 🙏 Gospel version
A gospel-inspired version focusing on expressive phrasing and spiritual depth.
The sound of burning cellos – AI Gospel Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)

### 🌿 Indie version
An indie interpretation with a softer, reflective tone, incorporating Asian instruments for a distinctive sound.
The sound of burning cellos – AI Indie Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)

## 🎼 ABOUT THESE VERSIONS

This piece has been interpreted across multiple musical styles using Suno AI, exploring how the same lyrics evolve through Blues, Cinematic, Gospel and Indie influences.

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